To the Lost.
Like the virus that caused an epidemic,
It infects it's victims with simple taunting words.
Inching closer and closer to their demise.
As trust in it grows they slowly die.
The plague passes through spoken word.
Falling upon open ears,
it's innocent host to carries on its legacy.
The impact made, leaves a burden on the loving families,
Sorrow falls as eyes close around the resting bodies.
To the deaf comes responsibility of a cure,
The abortionist emerges to end the suffering.
Immobile and silenced the quarantined are left forgotten,
Leaving them to rest in the viruses wake.
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